18:00 EDT 
JAG Headquarters 
Falls Church, Virginia

Again Lt. Colonel Sarah MacKenzie was deleting three quarters of her inbox email, attempting to find just one letter that bore any relevance to her life, her job or just her happiness.

Most of the mail she was receiving these days was for online gambling casinos, credit cards, fortunetellers, work at home opportunities or porn advertisements disguised as messages from an unrecognized source. Once opened the information was about seeing sexy teenage girls in impossible positions, some with barnyard animals, or even worse, fathers giving their daughters their first taste of cock. That was particularly disgusting and Mac deleted them all as soon as she realized what they were.

Besides making her want to vomit, what pushed her feminist button, on a quirky note, was that none of these porn sites were ever aimed at women, well, unless you were a lesbian, which Mac definitely was not. Actually, the internal office-screening security program should have been able to deflect all of these porn messages from getting through, but men being men, that in itself was probably the answer. ‘I bet Harm got Bud to somehow allow this junk in. Behind that quiet, dignified proper navel officer exterior beats the heart of a letch. Too bad I never get to see it though. No, more like Brumby got Bud to do it. Though he’s only acted like a letch focused on me. Too bad someone else never get’s to see that.”

The idea that Bud himself would have done it for himself never entered her mind. Harriet would have already found out and told her during one of their girl talks. ‘Girl talk, I don’t even know why we call it that when any subject we talk about eventually ends up relating to the men, or the lack there of in our lives.’

“Men,” she muttered to herself. In the past few months since she gave them up, she rediscovered that life did go on without them. There was only one function that they were good for at this point in her life. Unfortunately, each one she knew came with a whole lot of baggage, filled with dirty socks, which she would probably end up washing.

Yet that one function, sex, not the washing of their socks, of the male was something she sorely missed and she was feeling particularly hard up, having sworn off males for the foreseeable future.

“As usual, my trouble stems from them,” she had said to the Admiral a few months ago. Unfortunately, there were too many men in this office who were hot and that made her resolution extremely hard to keep. Yet she was self-disciplined and determined to remain in the Admiral’s good graces. After all, he had again put her name in for accelerated promotion, just six months after her Article 32 Hearing. That spoke of a confidence in her she did not have any intention of betraying.

Her involvement with men, for now, would remain in the realm of fantasy; romance novels and television show nfiction websites. It was safer that way, for her sanity, her health and especially her career. Jingo, her dog, was the most demand she could take from a male companion. ‘Walk him, feed him, pet him and he’ll love me forever. If only it were that easy,’ she thought wistfully.

The only way she was ever again going to have a man in her life was if it was the result of a direct order.  No, that was just too weird. She smiled at the thought, being ordered to have sex. Of course, she soberly thought, that would be considered sexual harassment of the worst sort and she would prosecute anyone who did that to the full extent of the UCMJ. And that was only after she’d personally make sure they would be forever unable to participate in gene pool donations, thank god for Marine training. No, it really wasn’t even something to joke about.

But since this was not for real, and only in the world of fantasy, there might be a few exceptions to the rule. In fact, hey, what if it wasn’t that she was ordered to. How about if it was they who were... Nah, never happen.

Her computer beeped with incoming mail. It was just another porn advertisement, quickly deleted.

With a final sigh, Mac shut down her computer, gathered her belongings, locked her office door and started for home, a Belt Way burger take out dinner for one, some ever present paperwork, a smutty romance novel and a very lonely bed.

“Colonel MacKenzie,” Petty Officer Jason Tiner called from his office, “the Admiral requests that you join him in his office A.S.A.P.”

Grumpily, Mac retraced her steps, hoping that she would be able to leave very soon.

As she entered the wood paneled office she was surprised to find both Commanders Harmon Rabb, Jr. and Mic Brumby, strangely silent, sitting in the large armchairs, shooting dirty looks at each other. However, when Brumby looked up at her he had a very bright and lusty gleam in his eye. On the other hand, Rabb seemed to be unable to meet her gaze at all.

“Reporting as ordered, sir,” she said as she snapped to attention.

The Admiral did not look up at her entrance and seemed more intent on some diagrams and plans on his desk. “At ease Colonel. Tiner secure the office except for duty personnel and those volunteers held in reserve. No interruptions until I say otherwise. Is that understood”?

“Aye, aye, sir,” Tiner said leaving and closing the door behind him with a click.

Mac relaxed but found it unusual that she was not being offered a seat.

Without looking up from his desk, the Admiral began. “It’s come to my attention that you’ve appeared rather frustrated to many of your fellow workers,” said the former SEAL turned JAG of the United States Navy. Still looking at the papers on his desk, the Admiral continued. “While this condition has made you a man-eater in court, especially against these two” he looked up and grinned at her with the comment while both the lower ranked attorneys grumbled, “It also seems to have had a damaging effect on office morale. While I don’t like to butt into the personal lives of my people, I consider you one of my most valuable lawyers and a superb officer and wish to deal with these issues before they become a major problem. Besides which, Mac, you may not realize it, but you are a very formidable woman.”

“Thank you sir,” Sarah smiled, “that means a lot coming from you.”

“However, from my inquiries and observations, that seems to be the cause of your frustration and the damage to the office morale. You are apparently too formidable for any one man.”

Stereo groans in two accents again issued from either side of her. “Rabb there obviously is scared of you.”

“I am not,” stated the aggrieved holder of two Distinguished Flying Crosses as he sprung to his feet.

“Stand down Commander,” the Admiral ordered. “And Brumby, while bolder, has been disrupting office routine with his aggressive yet ineffective pursuit of your attentions.

Mac looked from one man to the other in total confusion. “Sir, I don’t quite understand how this has anything to do with my performance. If the Commanders are having difficulty then shouldn’t you be counseling them?”

“It’s not just them, Colonel. It seems all the men in this command have been having difficulties in maintaining proper discipline and order around you, which, I believe is a cause for not only their frustrations, but also yours.

“I’ve come up with a plan to remedy the situation but as you so aptly told me a few months ago, I’m one of them a man, and obviously, a member of the weaker sex,” he gave her a small smirk. “Therefore, I’ve requested aid in dealing with this situation. I might add that when I announced my plan, there were, not surprisingly quite a few volunteers for this assignment. However, I understand Rabb and Brumby suggested and conducted, for want of a better term, a measuring contest among the male’s assigned to JAG and they tied as most capable to handle the situation. Though they’ve both accused each other of fixing the results.”

Stereo snickers came from both sides again.

Mac was totally at a loss. She had solid working relationships with everyone, as far as she knew. Witness her recent promotion as command recognition of this fact. Well, Rabb and Brumby were constantly at each other’s throats, but that was their testosterone, and she didn’t have any. She had worked hard to remain professionally friendly and courteous in her relationships with both of the senior lawyers. As far as her personal problems, well, they were personal. “Sir? Exactly in what way do you feel I’m frustrated?”

“Sexually, Mac, sexually. Gentlemen, if you please.”

Stunned speechless, Mac’s mouth dropped open as the three most unarguably sexiest men of her immediate knowledge, stood up and quickly removed, folded and stacked neatly on a side table their jackets, ties and shirts and undershirts, followed by their, socks, slacks, boxers and shoes.

They all stood at attention in front of her, exhibiting their weaponry, obviously ready for battle. The last time Mac had seen such a display of male pulchritude was during Harriet’s bachlorrete party. And those strippers, with their mini artificially padded jock strops, did not come close to the specimens now ranked before her.

And what a display it was! Mac felt herself drooling at the sight of their powerful machines held erect.  Rabb’s long, thick and surging joystick grew larger as she looked her fill, even as he turned an adorable shade of red. Mic’s outback utility knife, while not as long was just a wee bit thicker and with a lower angle of inclination. Not surprisingly, he sported a slightly larger set of balls. The Admiral’s more seasoned and harder commando tool was obviously a precision instrument as powerful as the man’s personality, which she had no doubt he was an expert in wielding. Each was different in length, breath and carriage but each beautifully magnificent in its own right.

“Gentleman,” both Commanders stood straighter. “As we discussed, this mission is to be handled in a military manner. We have an objective and we will keep our minds focused on that. Colonel, we have carefully planned the attack on your frustration. Each of us has an assigned task, and I might add, the right man has been chosen for each part of this operation. Now Colonel, while your aid in this campaign is necessary, it is also voluntary and only being done for the good of the service. 

“You have my full support, sir,” Mac said.

“Very well then. All I need to know, Colonel, is do you think you can handle it?”

Mac swore she had died and gone to Heaven. These men were going to service her and not one of their socks, jockey shorts or briefs had to end up in her hamper. Standing straighter Mac gave her standard answer to the world when it handed her a challenge. However given the circumstances the reply came with a lot more relish than usual. “Sir, I’m a Marine. I can handle anything the Navy can dish out, sir,” she said snapping to with pride.

“Then the word, officers is stage one, go.”

Before she realized it, Harm, always the gentleman, stood in front of her with an intense and heated expression. Lifting her chin up with his fingers he bent down and gently kissed her lips before dipping his tongue into her mouth. The one kiss she had shared with him on that dock in Norfolk had been very special and memorable. But at the time, she feared he was confusing her with the illusion of his dead girlfriend. There was no confusion now and as remembered, his kiss was heavenly, erotic and filled with promise. 

After his all too brief exploration of her mouth, he pulled back and looked hotly into her eyes. “I’d prefer to be alone with you Sarah, but rules are rules. I only volunteered for this mission because while I’ve still got issues, in my opinion, no one else has ever been good enough for you and I’ll prove it once and for all.”

Typical Rabb, Mac mused ‘”I don’t want you but no one else can have you while I take my own sweet time and screw every bleach blond bubble headed big busted bikini clad bimbo on the face of the planet.”  Well, Harmon, tonight you’re going to be fucking me, and if I read your actions correctly, loving it.

Harm kissed his way down her face and throat while unfastening the buttons of her jacket, gently caressing her with his knuckles as each button was popped.

Mic took up a position behind her, kissing and sucking on her throat as he pulled the unfastened jacket off her arms. “Strange customs you American blokes have,” he whispered in her ear. “But if this is the only way I can have you, even if I have to share with Rabb, well, I’ll take it luv.” He licked a spot just behind her earlobe sending shivers down her spine. “The others will wear out soon enough and then it will be just you and me, aye.”

Then as Harm started on her blouse, revealing the top of her breasts, he caressed the burgeoning flesh with his lips, placing small kisses on each inch of silky skin, as it was uncovered.

Behind her, Mic spared no inch of her flesh as he layered her bared back with wet kisses, light nips and licks. The two men attended her in silence, seemingly intent on their mission of seducing her, servicing her, defeating her frustration at the lack of sex in her life.

Their kisses and touches equally enflamed her and yet they were both so different. Harm tended to draw from her, elicit her shivering, groaning and aching response. He seemed to try to read her reactions, learning what pleased her before moving on to discover what would excite her in some other way and place.

Mic was more forceful, molding her flesh, claiming her passion, demanding of her; making her respond to him in ways she didn’t know she could. Yet she swayed between them as they roamed and explored her body. They were on a joint international mission between allies and yet the two men were still in competition, each kissing her to distraction making her dizzy with the sensation of their hands, and their lips moving over every place she didn’t even know she had places.

When finally, her bra was released by Mic, Harm removed it and quickly covered her breasts with his hands, lifting them, squeezing them gently and then bending his head to run his tongue from the underside of the globes up and over her left nipple where he gently suckled her. The sweet sensations almost made Mac swoon, falling back against Mic.

“Commander Rabb, stick to the battle plan if you please,” said the Admiral.

“Aye, aye sir,” was the desultory reply as he stepped aside. Mic quickly moved around and held her right breast up to his mouth with both hands, thumbing her nipple before taking it into his mouth as if he were drinking from it. Suckling on her tit, he flicked his tongue over its tip while squeezing at her flesh causing Mac to yelp with her increased sexual arousal.

Both men worked her nipples, sucking, licking, kissing and caressing her breasts as she pressed their dark heads closer to her. As they moved against her, their penises gently bounced against her stomach and hip in time to their actions. Sarah moaned as she felt her world dissolving and her knees giving way. Suddenly, just as she thought she would fall, two strong arms came up from behind her to hold her up. Gratefully she leaned against his broad chest as she felt the Admirals hard member press against her ass. 

It was then that the Admiral bent around to kiss her, probing deeply into her mouth with his tongue, stealing away her breath, claiming this territory as his own.

Her skirt was suddenly gone as one set of hands, Sarah couldn’t tell whose, nor did she care at that moment, removed her panty hose, shoes and panties. That same pair of hands, or was it someone else’s then caressed their way up her legs, pausing at her sexual mound to run his fingers through her crisp curls.

Moaning lost in a sea of sweet and fiery sensation Sarah whimpered at the sudden loses of the Admiral’s mouth against her lips and the Commanders’ against her breasts.

“Prepare for reconnaissance. Stage two, go.

Brumby again moved around and held Mac up from behind, rubbing his engorged cock against her ass while taking possession of her breasts. As he roughly squeezed and flicked his thumb against her nipples, Rabb sank to his knees and ever so gently worshiped her feminine center. Probing with the tip of his finger, he parted her lower lips and ran the tip of his tongue over a slick wet surface in a long slow stroke that left her weak and leaning more heavily against Mic.

Gently separating her folds, Rabb followed each muscle placing small kisses everywhere before grazing his tongue over the edges, the folds and delving into the creases of her labia. Restraining her bucking pelvis against his lips, Harm continued to lick and mouth her hungrily lapping up the moisture already dripping there. 

Meantime, Mic was rubbing his palms against Sarah’s nipples, nuzzling her neck and whispering in her ear. “You like this Sarah, the way I touch you? I love playing with your tits. I can make you come just by feeling them up. Would you like that luv? I’m going to make it so good for you Sarah, so good. You’ll come for me Sarah, over and over again, you’ll come hard for me, luv.” 

Rabb held her open and steady, finding her clitoris and sucking the engorged muscle into his mouth, pulling and squeezing at it while flicking at it with his tongue as Mac pushed herself against him. “Harm, oh G-d Harm, please, please,” she moaned, bucking against Rabb’s mouth, all the while Brumby urged her on, playing with her breasts.

Harm needed no more encouragement. He circled one finger around Mac’s vaginal opening before dipping it in as deeply as it would go. Mac screamed, bucking against him in the full force of a hard climax. Brumby held her steady, continuing to play with her breasts as Rabb rode out the orgasm with her, lapping at her juices as they dripped from her opening. 

As her spasms subsided, Harm licked around the opening to Mac’s vagina before thrusting his tongue in, exploring her, licking at her slick canal walls, hungrily lapping at the wetness flowing from her while gently stroking and pressing down on her clit. Yet for all that fiery, erotic sensation she still was being driven even wilder by Mic’s continued rough stroking of her breasts. He thumbed and pinched her nipples, while sucking and nipping at her throat, urging her to come with his actions as well as words. “Reach for it luv, come for me girl. I’ll make it so good for you.”

The combined sensations of rough and gentle again drove her, screaming over the edge of her orgasm as the men continued their ministrations until minutes after her trembling ceased. If it were not for Brumby’s strong arms, Sarah knew she would have simply collapsed.    Yet even more sweetly, Rabb placed a few parting kisses high against her inner thighs and rubbed the back of his knuckles gently over her clitoris, smiling as he felt her slight after reaction to his soothing stimulation. He squeezed her mound gently, flicking one finger over her clitoris and, mouthed “only mine,” to her before standing back.

This was done as Brumby made sure Mac was steady on her feet. He rubbed his palms once more gently in a calming caress over her breasts. Then, coming around he kissed each nipple tenderly and looked hotly into her eyes. “You’ll belong to me, luv.”

It amazed her how both of them could consider her their property when the one had never even indicated interest until today and she had rebuffed the other, again, until today. ‘We’ll see who belongs to whom?’ she thought to herself. After this particular campaign was concluded, she had some battle plans of her own to draw up. Three against one, hmm. Well they may be giving me the ride of my life tonight but it’ll be one against three very soon. It takes a Marine to get the job done right, and she was just that Marine.

“Well done, Commanders, Colonel. I think that we have established a beachhead. But our battle has only just begun. Two orgasms will not defeat the enemy.” 

“Damn right, sir,” Sarah said smiling at her commanding officer. “I’m beginning to feel frustrated already.”

“Then we have to prepare for a counter attack with full forces. Commander Rabb, position yourself on the floor for a frontal upward insertion. Commander Brumby, you go for a slow but steady rear deployment. I’ll continue to hold back my troops as reserves. I don’t need to remind you to be careful gentlemen. We don’t want any collateral damage and if there is any I will personally break the neck of he who is responsible.”

Never letting go of her hips, Harm sat on the floor and pulled Sarah down to straddle and slowly impale her on his eager cock. She slid down him, enjoying the feel of him as his penis rubbed against her clitoris. 

“Oh, baby that feels so good,” Harm sighed enjoying the fruits of his mouth’s labors on that area of the battlefield. Her slick wetness engulfed him as he slid all the way in, her inner muscles squeezing him, milking him.

“Commander, I demand strict order and discipline. We are here to deal with the Colonel’s sexual frustration, not your pleasure.”

“Aye, aye sir,” Rabb went stiff on the floor lying at attention yet the movement caused him to tilt his pelvis making him thrust deeper into Sarah, bringing forth a gasp of pleasure from her.

“That’s better,” the Admiral smiled.

“Yes, indeed,” the Colonel agreed.

As soon as she was settled all the way down on Harm’s twitching cock, Brumby gently pushed her down over Rabb’s chest giving him better access for his surprise attack. Meanwhile, Rabb pulled Sarah’s mouth down to his lips for a soul-searing kiss. Brumby gently squeezed Sarah’s cheeks, layered kisses on her ass and then licked at the opening to her anus. These sensations caused Sarah to rotate her hips and push further down on Rabb, squeezing her inner muscles on his penis. 

Harm closed his eyes, suppressing his moans of pleasure and thrust his tongue into Mac’s mouth while attempting to keep his hips still as Brumby completed preparations for his ‘rear deployment.’ Taking a tube of KY, Brumby squeezed some onto his finger and rubbed it into Mac’s anal canal gently probing a finger inside, stretching her and preparing the way for his penis. After slathering some gel on his erection, he very slowly pushed the tip of his cock into her, stopping at every inch so that she could adjust to his penetration.

Sarah moaned at the strange sensation. “Luv, are you alright?”

“Sarah? Is this hurting you?”

“Darlin, this is for your pleasure and if you don’t like it we will stop.” All three men spoke at the same time, reacting with sweet concern.

“Oh G-d, no” she breathed. “I’m fine, I’m, Oh G-d.” Sarah felt herself held by the two men’s erections, hard inside her and shifting only slightly with her breathing and their’s, the frission causing electric shocks to go through her. Three bodies joined as one straining for movement, to increase the pleasure surging through them at their joining.

Meanwhile, both men felt the pleasure of not only being inside the woman who had haunted their dreams for so long, but the erotic pressure against the heads of their penises. The irony that the extra ‘zing’ was caused by the other’s presence inside Sarah MacKenzie was not lost.  Nor was this added excitement lost on the Colonel who was also feeling an extra zing at the double pressures and the hardening of the men’s penises inside her. ‘Hmm, it really does take at least two men to satisfy a woman.’ 

“Now, Commander Rabb, continue the attack as we discussed while I bring up my reserves for insertion. Commander Brumby, prepare to support command movement.

Rabb proceeded to make short slow thrusts into Sarah, lifting her slightly then pushing in deeply but pulling out just a little bit, his own excitement growing as his tip hit the pressure coming from Brumby’s dick. 

Mic reached around Sarah, again crossing his arms in front of her stomach, his hands encasing her breasts, gently squeezing and flicking his thumbs over her nipples. He pulled her back slightly pushing into her and riding along with her motions against Rabb’s thrusts. His hold on her left Mac’s hand free from supporting her weight for what was yet to come.

“Darlin, I’ve saved the best part for myself, Admiral’s privilege,” AJ smiled at her. “Colonel, you know what to do.”

Sarah smiled eagerly licking her lips as the Admiral came forward, bringing his penis close enough for her to reach. She stroked the length of him for a moment, enjoying the feel of smooth velvet over tempered steel. Nuzzling at his groin, she let her cheek be caressed by the Admiral’s hard member as she spied her target. Mac attacked, licking and then sucking at the former SEAL’s balls, letting her lips surround and encase them before letting them slide out. She worked at each pouch in turn until she heard him groan in pleasure. Smiling, she continued to play with his sacs while nibbling at his under vein and licking her way to his head. Tilting him down she mouthed his tip before sucking AJ’s hot thick dick into her mouth and deep throating him, swirling her tongue around his cock as she sucked back.

‘Make that three men,’ she grinned against the Admiral’s dick.

With the Commanders’ restrained and controlled thrusting deep into her vaginal and anal openings, and Brumby’s dedication to the servicing of her breasts, she was kept just on the edge of maximum pleasure, a slow building excitement, a place where she could stay for a while to concentrate on giving the Admiral’s equipment the care it deserved.

AJ had more control over his responses and therefore was able to restrain from thrusting into Sarah’s mouth or grabbing her hair. He knelt there as the Colonel nuzzled around his groin and bent to mouth and kiss his balls, sucking them in, licking them and rolling them in her palms as she nuzzled and licked at his dick.

“I want you to get me real hard for you Darl’in. No half soft bayonets for you. You just get me as hard as you want” he told her. “Then you and I will show these boys how a powerful man properly treats a formidable woman.”

The Commanders’ excitement also grew as they fought for the control to maintain their restrained movements. Not only Sarah’s muscular contractions but also the counter pressure of Brumby’s pumping into her anal canal would meet Rabb’s thrusts. Their restraint held Sarah’s on reactions in check, driving her wild with the need to grind herself against two opposing groins at the same time. 

Her only relief came from her freedom to service the Admiral’s cock to her heart’s delight and his, as a few drops of precum escaped his control and were eagerly licked off his tip by Mac.

Rabb, feeling his own release eminent, reached down to massage Sarah’s clit while Brumby continued to service her breasts, whispering encouragement into her ear. These actions were exciting but not as sensuous as the Admiral’s gentle massage through her hair and down to her neck and upper back. No man had ever done that for her before. 

It felt so good. All three men strained for control, thrusting with restrained power in and out of her in perfect military cadence, keeping her pleasured, and slowly building her excitement with a cock in every conceivable orifice and every bundle of nerves brought to delightful fiery sensation. ‘Now this is what I call fucking,’ Sarah thought.

Just as she felt the Admiral’s penis pulsing in her mouth, he slowly withdrew, “Saving my hard on for you darl’in,” he said before he gave her another soul stealing kiss. “I’m holding back the reserves for a counter attack,” he said, kissing her again even more possessively.

It took only a few thrusts more for Sarah to reach her climax, screaming her pleasure. Rabb and Brumby road Sarah’s orgasm, pumping harder and faster into her, yet maintained military precision so as not to hurt her. They quickly followed her over her completion as they all collapsed on the floor in a tangle.

The Admiral gave them a few moments till their breathing calmed before ordering. “Attention on deck.” The three officers all stood quickly and braced in front of him.

“We will now proceed to occupation of enemy territory.” Brumby and Rabb helped the Colonel to lie down on the desk as the Admiral spread her legs and stood before her. He took hold of his penis and traced Sarah’s highly sensitized labia with the tip of his cock.

She was so sensitized that at ever stroke and probe through her folds she would release a gasp, bearing testament to the Admiral’s skill.

“Now, gentlemen. I’m going to show you how to properly make use of available resources and natural terrain. Each of you are to occupy a hilltop and stay there until relieved.”

The commanders each bent to one of Sarah’s breasts, Rabb bathing her breast with kisses, working up to suckle hard on her nipple while Brumby squeezed her flesh and pulled her pebbled tip against the top of his mouth.   Meanwhile, the admiral ever so slowly slid his penis against Sarah’s clitoris as he penetrated her at just the right angle to hit her cervix. So sensitized was she by her orgasms and the skill of the admiral’s insertion that she immediately climaxed, arching against the occupying troops.

“That was good, darlin, but I want you to come again for me, harder this time. I know you can do it,” The Admiral smiled lifting her legs over his shoulders to deepen his penetration. “Commanders, continue and intensify your assault,” he ordered.

>From the changed position, Sarah felt the Admiral’s penis go so deep into her as to have hit her heart. She road on the continued sensations as he exercised the utmost control, angling into her, sliding his wet cock against her clit at every thrust, hitting her g spot over and over again until she was screaming for release. 

AJ held her hips to him, pumping harder and grinding himself against her groin. Sarah needed to touch something badly. She reached down from the desk and grabbed each of the Commanders’ hardening penises and squeezed them in time with the Admiral’s thrusts.

All four were panting hard as the men worked to bring Sarah pleasure. AJ arched his back as he reached deeply into her, moving her over him then holding her fast against his thrusts as Sarah’s internal walls squeezed him. Harm and Mic covered her breasts with kisses, alternately suckling at her nipples and pinching them. Mac, her mind held in a fog of erotic pleasure pulled at each of their cocks, milking them as they suckled her.

“Please, oh, please,” Sarah, moaned begging for a release from the ever-mounting pleasure. 

“Sailors, the Colonel is to be satisfied first. That is an order,” the Admiral barked at the men through his own mounting excitement.

With a hitch of her breath and a spasm, which would have thrown her off the desk, were it not for her surrounding anchors, Mac climaxed, pulling the three men quickly along with her.

As their breathing calmed, the exhausted men helped Sarah to her feet and stood before her, their ammunition spent for now. Yet serviced as she had been, with at least five orgasms, she felt energized, ready for action and un-sated.

“I’m sorry Admiral but I think you have yet to defeat the enemy,” she said standing at attention, her breasts jutting out in obvious arousal. 

“The Navy can only do so much, Colonel, we just prepare the way. Tiner,” the Admiral yelled, “send in the Marines.”

Gunnery Sergeant Victor Galendez, stepped through the door. “Reporting as ordered sir,” he said bracing at attention.

“Gunny, you’re out of uniform.”

Galendez quickly removed his clothing and resumed his brace, his penis obviously as toned and muscular as he was.

“Sorry sir.”

“We need a final assault, Gunnery Sergeant, I believe it to best be performed from the rear and up into the enemy stronghold. Our other forces are exhausted and have retreated. You’ll be going in alone. Can you handle that?”

“Yes sir.”

“Very well, proceed at will.”

Gunny walked Sarah back to the desk, “Would you bend over ma’am.”  

“Certainly Gunny, it would be my pleasure.”

“And mine, Colonel.”

He stood behind her, pressing his hands against her inner thighs to indicate how she should move. Then, after gently testing her readiness, he positioned himself, felt for her with the tip of his cock and with one quick powerful thrust, Gunny pushed his penis upward into Sarah’s vagina. He moved fast, pumping strong and steady as she arched against him moaning in delight.

Sarah felt him so hard, big and deep in that position that it was all she could do to keep from begging for him to move faster and harder. His thrusts were so powerful he lifted from the floor. Soon she felt herself on the edge of another crashing orgasm. Bucking against him begging him for release, Gunny, complied by reaching around her to press the tip of his finger against her clitoris while, with his other hand, he fondled her breasts.

The three naval officers stood by, watching the non-commissioned officer’s performance as they cleaned and oiled their spent muzzles in time to Sarah’s moans.

Gunny continued to thrust into Sarah, keeping her on the edge for five, ten, fifteen minutes before finally pushing her into completion as he reached his own release.

Sarah collapsed down onto the desk as the Gunny gently stroked her vagina with his hand. “You’re relieved of duty, Gunny,” Sarah panted over her shoulder, totally sated for the time being. “Well done.”

“Thank you ma’am, a pleasure to serve, ma’am.”

Sarah smiled as she stood up from the desk and looked at the four men obviously exhausted, leaning against the wall and pulling on their clothes.

“Sir, permission to speak freely.”

“Certainly Colonel.”

“You have met the enemy and won the battle tonight. But there’s still a war to be fought. I suggest another engagement be scheduled for tomorrow night. Unless you feel you need replacements, I’ll look forward to a redeployment, sir.”

“As I said, before, you are a formidable woman, Colonel MacKenzie,” the Admiral grinned. “I like that. Considering the odds you have just faced, I think you’d make a damn good SEAL.

“Then sir, I’d like to plan the attack on your forces’ frustration that is if you think you’ll all be armed and ready.”

The Admiral looked over his forces. “I think we can handle that, Colonel.”

“Very well, night maneuvers will begin tomorrow at 1800 EST,” said the Colonel. “Prepare for the beach to be hit.”